لامُ عِذارٍ بَدا

عَرَّضَ بي للرَّدى

No more excuses could avail,

He cast me into misery's vale-

أسودُ كالكُفْر في

أبيضَ مثل الهُدَى

Dark as disbelief, while fair

As faith's own light his visage were!

يا فَرْقَدَ اللّيْلِ لِمْ

أرْعَيْتَني الفَرْقَدَا

O sleep of night, why didst thou yearn

My rest away from me to turn?

اليَومَ تَجفو فَهَل

تَجفو التّجافي غدا

Today aloof thy glances fall:

Can glances too be fickle all?

جَميلَةٌ سَيفُها قَد

سُقِيَ المرْقِدا

A sword is she, her charms unfurled

Stir men to strife about the world:

فَالحَيْفُ وَالحَتْفُ إِنْ

أُغْمِدَ أو جُرِّدا

Sheathed or unsheathed its deadly gleam,

'Tis blood and wounds her smiles do stream!